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Riverbed 河床-1

河床
河床有甜根子草捲起的銀色波濤、有野兔、有石斑魚、有雲雀、有從砂礫間噴出的
甘甜湧泉。但這些都沒什麼經濟價值。
時候一到，要水的人會築起水壩，截走清流；
要建材的人會掏光每一立方黑金；
要木材的人會砍去儲水區的森林，
廢水暗管會悄悄地伸到河岸，
一陣陣燒垃圾的濃煙會在河畔徘徊。

不管過去或未來，最終每一道河床都被迫唱同一首歌，這首曲子雖有音色旋律的不同變化，但它們都串在同一個主題，並且有規律地一再重覆相同的樂句。每條河總是從清澈明亮的單音響起，漸趨混濁，止於破碎、枯竭。人是個沒音感的指揮家，無法保證每個乾淨的音符和諧地演奏，他把樂譜撕掉、攪拌、抽走一段，混入即興的跺腳、摔樂器！這樣的音樂已成主流，盡情地歌頌慘白的乾旱帝國。

也許不只是河床，我們的社群、我們的子孫、我們的文明，遲早都得像變調的河水，
一同劃下休止符。

Riverbed

On the riverbed there are silver waves of wild sugarcane, hares, groupers, skylarks, and clear fresh spring water gushing from gravels, in which all contain low economic values.
Upon the right timing, people who need water would build up water dam and cut out clean water;
people who need building materials would scoop out each cubic meter of black gold;
people who need timbers would go hew down forest inside the watershed area,
the wrapped drainage pipes for waste water would secretly extend into river bank,
the smelled heavy smoke from trash-burning would linger around river bank over and over.

Whether in the past or in the future, eventually each riverbed would be forced to sing the same song. There will be variations of musical tones and melodies in this song and they are all linked to the same subject with regularly-repeated phrase. Each river starts with a high-pitched clear single note, goes more turbid and murky tone, and stops at broken and dried-up. Human being is a conductor without much sense of pitch. He could not guarantee harmony performance with each clear musical note. So he tore scores apart, blended it, took one part away, and infused improvised stomps and musical instruments throw-down! Such music already emerges into main trend and abundantly praises the pale kingdom of drought.

Perhaps it is merely about riverbed, sooner or later our community, our descendants, and our civilizations would be like the out-of-tone river, put the rest together.

河床
河床有甜根子草捲起的銀色波濤、有野兔、有石斑魚、有雲雀、有從砂礫間噴出的 
甘甜湧泉。但這些都沒什麼經濟價值。
時候一到，要水的人會築起水壩，截走清流；
要建材的人會掏光每一立方黑金；
要木材的人會砍去儲水區的森林，
廢水暗管會悄悄地伸到河岸，
一陣陣燒垃圾的濃煙會在河畔徘徊。

不管過去或未來，最終每一道河床都被迫唱同一首歌，這首曲子雖有音色旋律的不同變化，但它們都串在同一個主題，並且有規律地一再重覆相同的樂句。每條河總是從清澈明亮的單音響起，漸趨混濁，止於破碎、枯竭。人是個沒音感的指揮家，無法保證每個乾淨的音符和諧地演奏，他把樂譜撕掉、攪拌、抽走一段，混入即興的跺腳、摔樂器！這樣的音樂已成主流，盡情地歌頌慘白的乾旱帝國。

也許不只是河床，我們的社群、我們的子孫、我們的文明，遲早都得像變調的河水， 
一同劃下休止符。

Riverbed

On the riverbed there are silver waves of wild sugarcane, hares, groupers, skylarks, and clear fresh spring water gushing from gravels, in which all contain low economic values. 
Upon the right timing, people who need water would build up water dam and cut out clean water;
people who need building materials would scoop out each cubic meter of black gold;
people who need timbers would go hew down forest inside the watershed area, 
the wrapped drainage pipes for waste water would secretly extend into river bank, 
the smelled heavy smoke from trash-burning would linger around river bank over and over.

Whether in the past or in the future, eventually each riverbed would be forced to sing the same song. There will be variations of musical tones and melodies in this song and they are all linked to the same subject with regularly-repeated phrase. Each river starts with a high-pitched clear single note, goes more turbid and murky tone, and stops at broken and dried-up. Human being is a conductor without much sense of pitch. He could not guarantee harmony performance with each clear musical note. So he tore scores apart, blended it, took one part away, and infused improvised stomps and musical instruments throw-down! Such music already emerges into main trend and abundantly praises the pale kingdom of drought.

Perhaps it is merely about riverbed, sooner or later our community, our descendants, and our civilizations would be like the out-of-tone river, put the rest together.